Waverly watched as Joseph went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash up. She picked up her phone. There was a signal on it, so she searched for information about the stone. When she looked it up on the web, she was shocked. A piece of that metal was worth three hundred tons of gold. A long time ago, it was worth one billion dollars per gram. Although there were synthetic ones at the moment, the natural products were still very expensive. The stone Joseph had given her was at least 10 grams, which meant it was worth ten billion dollars! It was way too generous of Joseph to do that. He came out after taking a shower. "Is this stone natural or synthetic?" Waverly asked. "It's natural. I found a uranium mine," said Joseph. As she was once a member of the Mccarthy family, she knew that uranium was a radioactive element that could produce alpha, beta and gamma rays. It was rarely formed naturally and was mainly used to produce ren
"Mr. Mccarthy doesn't allow me to mention this matter. Forget it, I don't want him to be angry. Don't ask any more questions. There is no benefit in knowing so much. I'll go out first to deal with what Mr. Mccarthy has ordered me to do," Joshua said, turned around and walked towards the door. ...... In the afternoon, Waverly visited the personnel of the Department of External Affairs according to the schedule. She visited their museum, watched Mexiland's dance performances and thought about negotiating with Thomas. While watching the play, she felt uneasy. Her cell phone rang and she saw that the caller was Joseph, so she answered. "Have you made an appointment with Thomas?" Joseph asked. "I don't have any way to contact Thomas. After dinner, I'll go with the people from the Department of External Affairs. When the time comes, I'll ask them if anyone knows him," Waverly said. "The Department of External Affairs and the Resources Department are two in
There was no change in Waverly's expression, "Even if we had arranged to meet beforehand, I would do so after you left. I won't make an appointment with him when you are here with me." Joseph's eyes narrowed, "What did you just say?" "I'm telling the truth. Isn't it stupid for me to arrange a meeting with him when you are here? Or do you think that because I've lived too comfortably these few days that I'm looking for reasons to be abused?" Waverly smiled and sat opposite him. Her eyes were clear, "Do you think there is any need for me to see him now?" Joseph squinted his eyes and looked at her suspiciously, "You don't love him anymore?" "He never reciprocated my love. In the first place, there weren't many feelings in our relationship. Even if there was a bit of love left, after his countless betrayals and neglect, it was reduced to nothing," Waverly said with no expression on her face. Joseph sized up Waverly. Waverly was looking at him calmly, the
"Block? Ha!" Bellamy was not angry. Instead, he was laughing. Waverly knew that when he laughed like that, he most probably felt extremely unhappy. His laughter was also filled with mockery, perhaps one directed at himself. It was as if his laughter could pierce through one's eardrum and shock one's soul. "Is it because I didn't let you become Peace Lady that you want to block me?" Bellamy said with bloodshot eyes, his laughter not stopping. Waverly's heart ached badly. At that time, she had married him not because of his status, but because she wanted to escape from her life at that time. She had also wanted to show off to Lenold, Qianna, Joseph and the others who had watched her make a fool out of herself and made her miserable. When she had stayed with him, what she thought every day was that she should not drag him down. She never used her position for her own benefit. In the past, she really had not cared about her status. What she c
After a while, he came out again and leaned against the door frame, "It will be full in three minutes. Are you going to walk by yourself or should I carry you in?" Waverly sat up from the bed. Her thighs were sore and her waist also ached. Since she had already asked him to prepare the hot water bath, she decided to go all the way. She said, "Carry me." Joseph smiled and was elated. He picked up Waverly and carried her in his arms. Waverly thought that he was going to throw her to the ground, so she subconsciously put her arms around the back of his neck. "You are too light. Haven't you been eating a lot recently?" She sighed. "You can't become fat if you only eat one bite," Waverly said. "If you can't get fat eating one bite, then you'll have to eat a hundred bites. You'll eventually get fat, so don't think too much. Even if the sky falls, it's not your responsibility to hold it up," Joseph said in a meaningful tone as he gently placed h
She felt that there was a little bug drilling into her heart. It felt sour, bitter and painful. The bug had made a hole and blood was flowing out of it. She felt grievances, sadness, heartache and some other complicated emotions that she couldn't figure out by herself. "It doesn't matter. What you said may or may not be true. Perhaps, just like your judgment, I am a powerful woman, so you don't have to feel guilty," Waverly said calmly. "I know very well what kind of person you are. I didn't know what came over me that made me speak without thinking. However, because I love you, I have to endure your current temper and also accept your current temper. However, if you blacklist me and I can't contact nor meet you, I'll feel very sad," Bellamy said in a low voice. "Love me? Do you really love me?" Waverly raised the corners of her mouth slightly. "The person you love has always been Stella." "I liked Stella because of Jasper and my feelings for her are very
"Do you really want to live the life you're living now?" Bellamy asked. "Do you think we can still go back?" Waverly asked faintly. "As long as you're willing, it's possible." Waverly smiled, "The world has never been a place where I can do whatever I want. Can you marry me again in a month? You can't." "Give me a little more time. I'll definitely do it," Bellamy promised. "Give you time? How much of that do I have to give you? One year? Ten years? On the day I was at the President's Mansion, Joseph came to me. He locked me in the room. As long as he doesn't let me go, I won't be free," Waverly said with her eyes slightly red. "He imprisoned you?" What he had done to her was more than imprisonment. He had also mentally tortured her. However, it didn't matter. At the moment, she was invincible. "Soon, he will develop a new weapon. Once the research is successful, I think no one else can destroy his status. I am now a thorn in his eye
"Madam, do you have something on your mind? Is there anything I can do for you?" Boris asked. Waverly paused. It was a matter of great importance. If she really decided to go with Bellamy, she couldn't reveal even a sliver of information, or she would not succeed. If she failed, what awaited her would be a life worse than hell. She couldn't tell anyone about the matter. "I'm thinking about how to negotiate with Thomas tomorrow," Waverly said instead. "Don't worry, Madam. My people have already contacted Thomas. Who knows, perhaps they might be able to make an appointment by tonight. I've even prepared the recording," Agnes said. "You can tell your people to stop. I already have proof of Thomas' affair on my hands," Waverly said. "Ah? You already have it?" Agnes said in surprise. "Someone gave it to me, but I have to think things over again," Waverly said. "Okay, I will call my friend now," Agnes picked up the phone and dialed the nu
The bullet pierced through his chest, and blood dyed Joseph's silver coat red immediately. "Joseph!" Waverly's eyes were bloodshot, and her roaring voice was choked. He looked at her, and wanted to smile, but he didn't have the energy to do so. He fell a few steps back, and leaned against the window. The sea breeze tousled his hair into a mess. "Let go of me!" Waverly struggled, but they were too strong and she couldn't escape. "Push him down, and make sure he dies," said the person who was holding Waverly captive. "No!" Waverly yelled, but her efforts were futile. They walked up to Joseph and pushed him down the window ruthlessly. She screamed, "Joseph Mccarthy!" The person who was grabbing Waverly released her all of a sudden, and she rushed to the window as fast as lightning. Then, she jumped into the sea without hesitation. Joseph had been shot, and his blood diffused into the sea rapidly. Waverly dived into the red pool of blo
Boris asked, "What's the solution?" Breddy answered, "We'll have to make her take the initiative to face it." Boris sighed, "That's easier said than done." Shaking his head, Breddy replied, "It's not too hard. You said it yourself that she's a kind person. She would even help a complete stranger, so what makes you think she won't save a person that's extremely important to her?" Boris was stunned. Breddy continued, "If this person was heavily injured for her, she would realize that there's someone in this world who still loves her, and she'll naturally want to stay in this world for a little longer. By then, she'll be willing to open up her heart." Boris took a pause, and said, "But who is this person?" To the Waverly Martell of the past, Bellamy was everything to her. However, at present, he was nothing. She cared about everyone, but she refused to let others care about her. It seemed as if she had already merged into the world, but th
Waverly frowned and looked at Breddy's left hand. She saw as he put the coin in his left hand, "What if I want you to jump off the top floor?" "Then I'll jump right down." Breddy said affirmatively. He raised his smile and looked incredibly confident. His character was like the calm deep blue sea, vast and far-reaching, which made her feel at ease. Waverly's eyes once again fell on his left hand. "Believe in what you've seen. Things aren't as complicated as they seem. It's just that simple," Breddy reminded her. Waverly pointed at his left hand. As expected, the coin was in the palm of his hand when he opened it. "You won. What do you want me to do?" asked Breddy. Waverly looked coldly at the man in front of her. She would even save a stranger whom she didn't know, so how could she ask Breddy, who was treating her, to seek death? She had no idea why, but judging by his self-confidence, he seemed like he was playing house with
Waverly hesitated. "Just talk to the psychiatrist. Perhaps he would give you new ideas and inspirations. Didn't we agree that will be better for our future?" Boris encouraged her. "We are leaving tomorrow. We might not have time. Thank you for your kindness," Waverly said. "I have made an appointment at ten o'clock in the evening in the hotel. He will come to the hotel," Boris said. "Y-you have arranged an appointment for me today?" Waverly had an unspeakable strange feeling in her heart. Even after knowing the death of his girlfriend, Boris could still call a psychiatrist for her. Did he do so out of friendship, generosity or because he pitied her? "My girlfriend said that she wanted me to do my best to help others on her behalf," Boris said with a smile. "The heavens must have summoned her back to be an angel," Waverly comforted Boris. "I think so too." It was night. Waverly ate a little, took a shower, stayed in the r
Cadwell looked at the files in his hand. They were very thick. He flipped through them briefly. There were twelve pages in it. The files talked about a lot about the nation's history, analyzing the cause, the process, and the result of those incidents. It also explained a few things regarding Queen Danina and Prince Caesar. It analyzed their personalities and gave a prediction on what the future would be like. The analysis was flawless. Every word was written in perfect unison. He could prepare himself in times of danger, so he could exert the right amount of pressure when needed. Furthermore, she had given him two plans, one of which was to work with her and expand his diplomatic power in M Country. She represented the Mccarthy family and also the highest level of weapons. Of course, if he did not feel that such a cooperation was necessary, they would still maintain a good relationship. After all, there was no hatred between him and the Mccarthy family. He woul
"I was wrong. I've realized deeply that I was in the wrong. I should bad-mouth you rather than Madam. Mr. Mccarthy, I should offend you rather than offend Madam," Yadriel lowered his head and said in a low tone. Joseph stood up and walked up to him, "You feel wronged?" "I feel wronged on your behalf." Yadriel's eyes were red as he said, "Mr. Mccarthy, I know very well that even though you've treated her so well, she has never treated you fairly. As soon as Bellamy went to find her, she threw everything away. She didn't even want the title of Peace Lady and was willing to follow Bellamy again. Does she know how much effort, energy and time you've spent in order to earn the title of Peace Lady for her?" "She likes Bellamy, so naturally she doesn't need to think about what's fair or not with him," Joseph said clearly. "If so, why are you treating her so well?" Yadriel didn't understand Joseph's actions. "You're my best friend," Joseph said with sadness in his
Waverly sat down on the sofa, "How's your relationship with Madam Lenny?" "Oh, Madam Lenny has an excellent relationship with Queen Danina. In the past, I even had a meal with Queen Danina with her help," Thomas said. "Do you know why the relationship between her and Queen Danina is so good?" Waverly asked. "I can only say that Madam Lenny has brilliant judgement. In addition to that, she's quite capable. When Queen Danina wasn't a queen yet, they were already close friends." "Perhaps Madam Lenny invested quite a bit of effort in making Queen Danina the queen. Thus, their friendship is incredibly firm and unshakable. At the moment, Prince Caesar is one of the most popular heirs to the throne. Once he becomes king, perhaps Madam Lenny's status will become even more unwavering." "Besides that, according to what I know, Madam Lenny has a strong relationship with many other countries. If those strong countries join forces, then there's no way to break through
"When my friend sent me the video, I asked him to delete it immediately. I came here with a lot of sincerity. Since you've said so, I suppose we don't have to talk about the agreement anymore. I will leave Mexiland in a moment. I'd better not interfere with your business, lest I offend both parties," Waverly said coldly. "Who is your friend? If you don't tell me, I can only treat you as one of them. If you want to leave Mexiland, it won't be that easy," Thomas warned. "Joseph. It was Joseph who gave me the video," Waverly said and hung up. The phone rang with another call from Thomas. Waverly answered and her tone was impatient as she said, "Is there anything else?" "Why did Joseph do that? I don't have anything against him," Thomas didn't understand. "What he wants must be done. If you don't understand him, you can ask your friends about him. I have already told him not to do this, but you insisted on beating around the bush. According to my underst
Agnes smiled, "Okay." "Go rest," Waverly said and slowly closed the door. She stood by the window and looked at the traffic downstairs. Truth be told, she was quite far away and the road was so dark that she couldn't see much with her naked eyes. At most, she could feel the cars rushing by with their bright lights switched on. She wondered where the people in the cars were rushing to. Were they going home or going out to have fun? Did they have desires in their hearts or were they lost in pretense and living like a walking corpse, interacting with people every day? At the moment, she had no other choice but to march forward bravely. She didn't want to go back. She picked up her phone and blocked Bellamy's phone number with a cold and emotionless gaze. It was as if a huge weight had been lifted from her heart and she felt much more relaxed. She threw her phone on the bed and went to the bathroom to take a bath. After bathing, she laid on t